God is still on the way to recovery

The door lock was so smooth that it was pushed open in a second.

Anna's eyelids twitched, and she stared at the people outside for a long time without moving.

At night, the hotel corridors are brightly lit, and almost every inch of the ground is covered with carpets to absorb all kinds of noise to the greatest extent.

The other party stretched out two fingers and aimed at her shoulder.

"Shhh, don't move yet—" The other party's faint smile overflowed from his throat, which seemed to be easy to handle. "It is afraid of me, but it is reluctant to let you go."

There was a rotating air flow at the fingertips. Anna felt that there seemed to be a strong wind blowing past her ears, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she vaguely heard the sound of something screaming and tearing.

"ended."

Withdrawing her hand, she turned to hold the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, blocking the blue eyes that were accidentally revealed.

Anna looked back, and outside the clear floor-to-ceiling windows was the dense night.

But for some reason, just now she seemed to see large pieces of debris and smudges on the glass in the reflection of the opponent's iris, and a wretched eyeball was still stubbornly falling in the mucus, struggling and looking at herself eagerly.

"What was that just now..." Anna felt disgusted, like the feeling of meeting an idiot on the tram, if it were a human being, she would have beaten him up.

"Curses are produced by some people's evil thoughts. This can be regarded as daring. Nowadays, ordinary small curses dare not approach you at all."

Listening to the other party's explanation, Anna remembered how this person introduced his profession to her back then.

Are conjurers so unusual?

At the beginning of the night, he came to submit a resume for himself, but now he came to exorcise himself at night?

Are all conjurers nocturnal creatures?But my son's life is quite normal.

"You didn't come here to remove the curse, did you?" Anna asked lately.

"How come~" the man laughed, and picked up the chocolate in his hand, "I just came back from a business trip, and I want to see how she is doing, after all——"

Hearing the "ding dong" sound of the elevator, Six Eyes had already seen the out of breath running man without hindrance.

"I haven't seen him for a long time."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Anna felt a faint resentment from that sentence.

"Of course, the reason why I came here in the middle of the night is because I have to fly to Australia tomorrow morning." Explaining the reason for the visit in the middle of the night, Mr. Gojo, who flies all over the world throughout the year, does not mind sharing his schedule.

"Understood, come in." Anna turned sideways. In a place like a hotel, you don't need to change your shoes. At that time, she saw her youngest son running out of the elevator, and she called out, "Mao, that Wutiao teacher is here to visit you—"

Momo was shocked.

Gojo Satoru didn't fight Anna!

Anna didn't copy the guy, and let him in the house!

Gojo Satoru had a smug smile on his face!

Is the sun coming out from the west today?

Uramo walked into the room with a suspicious expression on his face, and then saw the big beach of unknown objects on the French window.

A curse that gathers desires, has a quasi-first-level level, and even has some IQ, because when he explored it for the first time, this

This thing purposely restrained its breath and hid it in the crevice of the carpet, followed Anna into the house secretly, without letting him find out.

Anna is an ordinary person without magic power, so she can't see these things at all, let alone destroy them.

Looking at it this way, Wujo Satoru did it.

Uramo suddenly understood why Anna had doubts about Gojo, but she dismissed it at this moment.

She can't see the curse, and she is skeptical of the magician. If she hadn't experienced the sticky malice, ordinary people would not know the existence of the curse, and would not understand the importance of the magician. .

She should have been almost hurt just now, but Gojo Satoru who visited suddenly saved her.

At that moment, the god looked at his senior with extremely hot eyes.

Gojo Satoru covered his chest.

Ah, this look is reverence.

It's not disgust, it's not disgust, it's not the shame of being pushed.

It's reverence——

After successfully unlocking the new emoticon pack, Mr. Gojo felt that the trip was very worthwhile, and his sense of accomplishment was greatly improved!

The cursed body on the wall gradually ignited flames after looking at Miao Mao, and completely annihilated the world with a silent scream. Miao Mao opened the French windows to let out the air, turned his head, and saw his adoptive mother and senior sitting on the sofa in the living room of the suite superior.

"I don't have any drinks for you here." The accompanying eldest sister pointed to the octopus and several drinks on the table.Drinks and the like had already been finished by Mao Mao. This sweet party consumes a lot of energy to study the questions. She drank a cup of milk tea and two cans of soft drinks in the afternoon. If it weren't for the special period of reviewing and preparing for the exam, she would definitely stop it.

Gojo Satoru intends to say "I'm free to have sweets and that's OK".

However, in the next second, a transparent glass was stamped in front of him.

A barrel-shaped cup with a thick bottom and a chunky shape, with a hockey puck lying inside.

Special cup for drinking.

Picking up a bottle of whiskey casually, unsealed it, and poured a glass, Anna suddenly remembered something, stared at Gojo Satoru's beautiful baby face for a while, and asked, "You're not under 20 years old, are you?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the cup of dark brown liquid, his Adam's apple rolled.

"28."

"NICE!! BOY!!"

After pouring two glasses of spirits, Anna picked up her own glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Mom—don't pour liquor for guests casually."

With a headache, Makimo took away the wine glass in front of Gojo Satoru, turned around and went to the coffee table, and made a cup of tea for Gojo Satoru with the tea bag provided by the hotel.

In the transparent wine glass, a simple tea bag floats. After being soaked in hot water, it slowly sinks, and the tea water gradually turns light brown. Throw away the tea bag, and it becomes a cup of clean oolong tea.

Taking care of his senior's taste, Uramo picked up the lemon sparkling cocktail on the table, opened the can, and drank it with his head up.

"Not bad! Mao Mao Jiang!" Anna cheerfully raised her glass and clinked with him. "Speaking of oolong tea, that's the name of a kind of wine made by my seniors at the university. It tastes really~~~"

"Nine points of vodka, one portion of whiskey, that's too strong, I won't drink it during the exam." Mao Mao drank half a bottle of cocktail, his expression unchanged.

"I'll try."

As she said that, Anna arranged her empty glasses, and mixed vodka and whiskey into a light brown drink that doubled.

Put it next to Gojo Wu's oolong tea, the color of the two drinks is exactly the same.

"It's okay." Gojo Satoru touched his chin and looked at the two glasses of drinks. The difference was indeed subtle, and he might not even be able to see it.

"Speaking of when I was in college, people in the club drank wine like water. After I left the society, I couldn't change this habit. I always felt that everyone could drink like me." Graduated from Izu University, the club is a diving club , Anna advised Wujo Wu, "I didn't want to force you just now, just get used to it, don't take it to heart."

"No, no, I can drink some."

Mr. Gojo said frankly.

Yes, I can drink some.

It turns out that both mother and son are naturally good drinkers, so in order to blend into this drinking atmosphere, wouldn't it be better for him to have a drink too?

Mao Mao looked at the cup of "oolong tea" and reminded: "Anna's wines are all spirits."

"It's just wine~" Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously at first.

Then, the younger generation picked up the adoptive mother's lighter from the table.

Point the burner to the glass and light it like this.

Immediately, a blue-red flame ignited rapidly, burning at the mouth of the cup.

The light sour aroma of fermented wheat rises in the air, and the flames flicker, with no intention of going out for a long time.

"It's just a little lower than the concentration of medical alcohol." Ushio put his thumb and index finger together, and gestured a little bit modestly.

Gojo Satoru: Isn't this the degree of drinking for normal people? ?

Seeing the petrified expression of the handsome white-haired senior, Urashige thoughtfully chose a fruity cocktail with only 3% alcohol.

"If you want to drink it, you should drink this kind. It tastes like citrus and is sweeter."

Anna, who was holding the "oolong tea", raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the "enlightenment".

What's the matter with being so close?

Also, if it's really that busy, is it necessary to pick an evening to meet in person?

There are many ways to make phone calls and video chats.

However, what Gojo said was that it had been a long time since I saw Michimo.

Isn't the subtext just missing? ?

Many clues are connected, what does Anna understand.

I was a little angry at first, feeling like something I cherished was taken away.

However, seeing the natural expressions of the two, she finally turned a blind eye and refilled a glass of vodka for herself.

The white spirit looked like white water. The ice ball smoothed its taste and also covered the glass with a layer of mist.

At that time, Mauna packed up the empty octopus box on the table, took it away, and called the room service to clean up the trash and wine bottles by the way.

Seeing this, Anna approached the conjurer and whispered.

"Is Wutiao-jun a bad drinker? Speaking of which, we Maojiang lived abroad for a while when we were young. When we were in our teens, we gave a group of classmates who wanted to drink him alcohol. It can be seen that he is a big drinker." Cool The cup was pressed against her lips, and Anna's wicked eyes were bubbling and bubbling.

Green eyes twinkled evilly, and she mixed vodka and whiskey into another cup of "oolong tea".

She looked at the magician with a smile, and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

However, Gojo Satoru did not move.

He held a half can of cocktail in one hand, rested on his chin with one hand, and covered his eyes with sunglasses, neither showing emotion nor speaking.

What, are you wary~

Anna doesn't force it. If others don't want it, she won't force it. Drinking is only interesting if you want it.

The lady who was going to drink alone took a menthol cigarette from the coffee table, picked out one and dropped it on her mouth, intending to light it, when suddenly she heard the sound of "Duke", and the aluminum can was placed on the table.

Then, the 1.9-meter-tall, long-legged and handsome conjurer, who was sometimes a little crazy, clenched his fists and pressed his cheeks, his blue eyes peeked out from the sunglasses, and he looked up and down, staring innocently at the booze drinker.

"Sister~ don't let me drink anymore~ I really, really can't drink anymore~~~"

The handsome boy with a baby face suddenly made a soft and coquettish voice, which was so damn natural!

Anna's hands trembled slightly, and the cigarette in her mouth fell on the carpet.